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Blackmore's Night

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Ảnh nghệ sĩ Ghost Of A Rose

Ghost Of A Rose [D#]The valley [Cb]green was [A#]so serene[B7][D#]In the [Cb]middle [A#]ran a [Cb]stream so [Db]blue...[B7][D#]A maiden [Cb]fair, [A#]in [B7]despair, [D#]once had [Cb]met her [A#]true love [Cb]there and she [Db]told him .[Db].. [B7]She would [B7]say...[D#] "Promise [Cb]me , [D#] when you [A#m]see, [D#]a white [A#]rose you'll [Cb]think of [D#]me[Bb]I love you [D#]so, [Em]Never let [A#]go, [D#] I will [Cb]be...[A#] your [A#m]ghost of a [D#] rose"| [D#] | [C6] [Cb] | [D#] | [C6] [Cb] |[D#]Her eyes [Cb]believed in [A#]myste[B7]ries[D#]She would [Cb]lay a[A#]mongst the [Cb]leaves of [Db]amber[B7][D#]Her spirit [Cb]wild, [A#]heart of a [B7]child, yet [D#]gentle [Cb]still and [A#]quiet and [Cb]mild and he [Db]loved her .[Db].. When [B7]she would [B7]say...[D#] "Promise [Cb]me , [D#] when you [A#m]see, [D#]a white [A#]rose you'll [Cb]think of [D#]me[Bb]I love you [D#]so, [Em]Never let [A#]go, [D#] I will [Cb]be...[A#] your [A#m]ghost of a [D#]rose"| [D#] | [C6] [Cb] | [D#] | [C6] [Cb]ghost | of a [D#]rose| [C6] [Cb] | [D#] | [D] | ... | [Bb] | [F6] [Db] | [Bb] | [F6] [Db] | [Bb] | [F6] [Db] | [Bb] | [Cb] | [Cb] | | [Em] [A#] | [Bb] [D#] | [Em] [A#] | [Db] | [Em] [A#] | [Bb] [D#] | [Em] [A#] | [Cb] | [B7] | [B7] |[D#]When all was [Cb]done, she [A#]turned to [B7]run [D#]Dancing [Cb]to the [A#]setting [Cb]sun as he [Db]watched her[B7][D#]And ever [Cb]more he [A#]thought he [B7]saw A [D#]glimpse of [Cb]her up[A#]on the [Cb]moors for[Db]ever G].. He'd [B7]hear her [B7]say...[D#]"Promise [Cb]me , [D#]when you [A#m]see, [D#]a white [A#]rose you'll [Cb]think of [D#]me[Bb]I love you [D#]so, [Em]Never let [A#]go, [D#]I will [Cb]be...[A#] your [A#m]ghost of a [D#]rose"|: [D#] | [C6] [Cb] | [D#] | [C6] [Cb] :|⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Blackmore's Night

Blackmore's Night

Ảnh nghệ sĩ Where Are We Going From Here

Where Are We Going From Here Capo 2===[Bb]On a long road, miles to goIt's winding and cold and its [Eb]covered with [Db]snowBut I ask you [E7]what we all [Bb]want to know[Db]Where are we [E7]going from [Bb]here...[Bb]Lines on my face , lines on my handsLead to a future I [Eb]don't under[Db]standSome things don't [E7]go as they'[Bb]re planned...[Db]Where are we [E7]going from [Bb]here...[Bb]Tracing the [Db]trails through the [Em]mirrors of [E7]time[Bb]Spinning in [Db]circles with [A#]riddles in [Db]rhyme[Eb]We lose our [E7]way, tryingto [Bb]find[Em]Searching to [E7]find our way [Bb]home...[Db][Em]Trying to [E7]find our way [Bb]home...[Bb]As the day dies, with tears in our eyesThere's too few hellos and too [Eb]many good[Db]byesSilence [E7]answers our [Bb]cries[Db]Where are we [E7]going from [Bb]here...We're [Bb]all on this road, with miles to goBraving new pathways in[Eb]to the un[Db]knownBut who do you ask, [E7]when no [Bb]one really knows[Db]Where are we [E7]going from [Bb]here...[Bb]Tracing the [Db]trails through the [Em]mirrors of [E7]time[Bb]Spinning in [Db]circles with [A#]riddles in [Db]rhyme[Eb]We lose our [E7]way, tryingto [Bb]find[Em]Searching to [E7]find our way [Bb]home...[Db][Em]Trying to [E7]find our way [Bb]home...⠀ Sáng tác: Blackmore's Night

Blackmore's Night

Ảnh nghệ sĩ Troika

Troika There's a [Bb]place in my heart the [Eb]shadows call their home[Db]Cold as the [A#]winds, [E7]through SiberiaWhere the [Bb]snow lies so deep you can't [Eb]even see the sun[E7]Run, my Troika, [Bb]run, [E7]Run, my Troika, [Bb]runLet the [Bb]horses run free So [Eb]dark against the white[Db]Over the field, ' [A#]till they're out of [E7]sightAnd I [Bb]am swept away The [Eb]journey has begun. [E7]Run, my Troika, [Bb]run[Db]Oh, my mother [A#]Russia [E7]Land of fairy [Bb]tales[Db]Captured like the [A#]wind [Eb]In her silken [E7]sailsAnd the [Bb]time rushes by A [Eb]thief in the night[Db]Stealing my memory [A#]Fading out the [E7]lightBut I [Bb]cannot forget where it [Eb]is, that I come from. [E7]Run, my Troika, [Bb]run[Db]Oh, my mother [A#]Russia [E7]Land of fairy [Bb]tales[Db]Captured like the [A#]wind [Eb]In her silken [E7]sailsI can [Dbm]still see your face The [E#]years have been kind[Gm]Dust on the pictures [B#m]Clouding up my [F7]mindBut re [Dbm]member me now, not for [E#]what I may become. [F7]Run, my Troika, [Dbm]runThere's a [Dbm]place, in my heart The [E#]shadows call their home[Gm]Cold as the winds, [B#m]through Siberi [F7]aWhere the [Dbm]snow lies so deep You [E#]can't even see the sun [F7]Run, my Troika, [Dbm]runLala [Dbm]la lalala Lala [E#]lalalalalala [Gm]La lalalala la [B#m]lalala [F7]laLala [Dbm]la lalala Lala [E#]lalalalalala [F7]Run, my Troika, [Dbm]run [F7]Run, my Troika, [Dbm]run⠀ Sáng tác:

Blackmore's Night